Frowns and places
Singing jesters with
Plastic faces dance for me
Sweet tasting lemon rind
Darkness, sharpness, why leave me behind?
Stunning, breath taking beauty
Pointless if it can't be seen
I've fought demons from beyond
My own yet to be grave
Shallow and naive they came
This is not my dream
Desperate with deceit
Screaming to be set free.
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Poems For The Depressed
PoetryHave you every felt so depressed you felt like the world was crashing down around you?
